DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE HOLLOWS SERIES BY KIM HARRISON

This chapter might seem like ,"Wait, what the Hell is going on". Just read, it's what was going on with Trent before chapter 1 was happening. Enjoy!


TRENT'S POV

Rachel was staring at me, her green eyes felt as if they were piercing through to my soul. Can't remember any other woman who has had such a pull to me as her. I love her; I want to protect her, love her, spoil her. If only she'll let me, I thought, hoping that was why she was here with me. She'd said that it was urgent.

We were sitting under a tree not far from the trail, Tulpa and Red were tied up to a low branch that I knew would break like a twig if they put an effort to be free. Clouds had been forming, preventing the sun to hit us with it's strong rays. I was happy with that; it was too hot and the clouds provided a sturdy shade, as well as the tree.

Rachel was playing with a fallen leaf and I wondered if I should speak. Gathering a breath of nice fresh air, I opened my mouth, but before I could let a sound escape, Rachel covered my hand with hers. Almost immediately, I curled my fingers around hers, pulling her hand towards me and lay a kiss on the back of it. The soft noise of her exhaling brought me to kiss her fingertips, making her gasp in surprise.

Smiling to myself, I pulled on her hand until she came a few inches closer. I was close to kissing her lips when she leaned back and yanked her hand from me. Shocked and feeling a tad hurt, I looked at her red face. Fury marked every inch of her lovely face. She stood and shook the dirt and leaves from her behind. Walking towards Red, she turned her back to me.

Not wanting her to leave, I jumped to my feet in a fluid motion not even bothering to shake the dirt that had stuck on my jeans. I reached for her, but as soon I caught her wrist, she spun and kicked my legs out from under me. I landed on my ass in an undignified manner and I became furious. Anger pounded with each hard thump of my heart, and I regained my footing.

Stepping a few steps back, I exclaimed, "What is the matter, Morgan?"

"You," she spat at me, "if you're going to marry Ellasbeth, don't you dare try to kiss me!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked, dumbfounded. Women are complicated.

Putting her hands on her hips, she yelled, "You are marrying that bitch, so don't kiss me!" Rachel turned on her heel and untied Red, saying quietly, "Why do you kiss me if you are going to marry her?"

"You know I don't want to," I began, walking towards her again, caution slowing my steps. "I'd like to be with you, but you know I have duties."

"Yeah, whatever, Kalamack," Rachel hissed, climbing onto Red and moving to the path. Agravated, I blocked the horse's way. I was this horse's owner, and no matter how feisty the horse or her rider was, she wouldn't dare harm me. Red knew first hand what I was capable of. Neighing in frustration, Red stepped back as Rachel grunted in irritation.

Coming closer to the both of them, I placed a hand on the horse's nose in an attempt to soothe her as her rider and I stared each other off. "This is ridiculous," I said softly, "What was it you wanted to talk about?"

Moving Red backwards and then around me, Rachel whispered, "Never mind. I'll ask someone else to help me." Kicking Red softly and urging her to a gallop, they went in a flash of red and brown.

I let out a furious gasp and untied Tulpa as fast I could, quickly getting astride him and made a dash after them. Tulpa was faster than Red, even if the mare was the best of my racehorses, Tulpa was the best of all my horses. Sure enough, not a few seconds after getting on him, Tulpa and I had already caught up with the two females.

Sensing my thoughts, Tulpa stepped in front of Red, halting their motion. Rachel gave an indignant huff and tried unsuccessfully to move around us. I urged Tulpa to keep himself in front of them and he complied. After glaring at me, Rachel did as well, pulling on Red's reins and prepared to dismount. I followed suit and soon we were a foot from each other, with our hands crossed before us.

"What?" Rachel screamed, throwing her head back and seeming to be yelling at the sky.

My frown deepening, I came closer to her and made a grab for her hand, but she side-stepped me. I growled to myself, and said as calmly as I could, "What do you need my help on?"

"What do you care?" She began, placing her hands on her hips, mimicking her partner's Peter Pan pose.

"To help you, Rachel," I whispered, somehow feeling as if she had just ripped my heart out and stomped on it. Why was she acting like this? I thought to myself while gazing at the vibrant red her hair became as some sun seeped through the clouds.

I guess my words had soothed her because she came closer to me and her hand landed on my shoulder. Gazing at her green eyes, I wanted nothing more but to hug her to my chest and kiss her. Unfortunately for me, she just finished making an episode after my last failed attempt, so I held back.

"I don't want you to kiss me because then I'll begin to like you even more," she replied softly, shocking me as I watched her eyes shine, "It'll all be pointless if you're marrying Ellasbeth."

"But I don't want to," I whispered back, "You know I don't want to."

Sniffing, she said simply, "You're marrying her." She took a step back, and my heart yearned for her. She had a point. Her head hanging low, she seemed to draw in a deep breath before she lifted her head high and squared her shoulders. Rachel took another deep breath, but before she could say anything, an ear-splitting boom echoed throughout the forest.

We both jumped, pulling heavily on the line that ran through my office. The ley line energy flowed straight to my chi with a practiced ease. I gave Rachel a quick finger motion to head back and she nodded and mounted onto Red as I did the same with Tulpa. We motioned our horses to the trail and we were off. I was a head farther than Rachel, so I didn't see the threat knock Rachel down and off Red. I heard it, though.

Rachel let out a pained shriek, and then Red neighed as her large body came to a crashing halt on the ground. Tulpa and I turned to find a familiar head of silver hair crouched before Rachel.

"Ad internecionem!" I yelled. To extermination, I silently translated and flung a ball of gold at Ku'Sox. Quickly, I followed that ball with another, whispering, "Ad partes dolentes." To the painful parts. . .

The freak of nature expertly deflected both, then grabbed Rachel's pounding fists in one of his big hands and pulled her up to her feet. "Adhuc," Ku'Sox whispered in Rachel's ear. I froze as I watched her become limp in his arms. Fear made me move. This son of a bitch took Ceri from Quen; I will not let this perverted creature take Rachel from me.

Moving with determination, I jumped off Tulpa as he knelt down to comfort Red as the mare reclaimed her footing, but it was obvious her front leg was broken. I looked up to see a fist glowing black smash into my jaw. "Adhuc," I heard the freak scream in a wild shout as my body crumbled to the hard dirt. I knew that latin word; it meant still. Even as I hated it's presence, fear soaked into my bones.

Rachel was in my line of sight, and I focused on her. Ku'Sox walked towards her; his shadow looming over me as he past me. He crouched next to Rachel and sat crossed-legged, lifting her head and cushioning it on his lap. Her eyes met mine and I watched in agony as a few tears ran over her nose bridge and temple. The freak lowered his head until his lips were on her ear. I wasn't able to overhear the words escaping his foul mouth, and by Rachel's clouded eyes, she couldn't understand a thing he said.

Ku'Sox trailed a hand to her hip, his hand disappearing as he ran it along her rear end. Rachel's skin was turning red with rage as his hand reappeared and caressed her feminine curves. The creep's fingertips touched her breast and went up to her throat where he stopped his odd chanting to kiss her neck and then her lips. I began seeing scarlet watching that, and then Ku'Sox lifted his head, leered at me and went back to whispering nonsense into Rachel's ear. Streams of tears were running sideways on her terrified face. Ku'Sox moved his hand back down the way it came, and he gripped onto her hip. His other hand made an appearance as it caressed her cheek.

In utter disgust, I watched the hand on Rachel's hip morph into a giant bird's foot. With a swift movement that would have been gaceful for if it hadn't been him performing it, he slashed Rachel's hip in one go. The deafening sound of her cry of pain jolted me. I closed my eyes, and then opened them to the dark ceiling of my bedroom.


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